However after about 6 months, they began to get very tender and they seemed heavier than usual. My nipples were always erect, and there was definitely...a darkening to the areola. One evening you were being exceptionally rough with them, dominating me and pulling and twisting my nipples as I squirmed underneath you. Closing my eyes in delight you suddenly released my tit and murmured, “what the fuck?”Sitting up a bit I saw you rubbing the tips of your fingers together and then taking them to your. And as this was the chance i readily accepted.We went in bus and due to crowd she was in a different seat and me in a different seat and the interview got over by 12.. This is when the true story starts.Me :- time iruku movie polama (time is there shall we go for movie)Jeni :- polam da. Kootam illatha theatre ku polam ( we’ll go to a theatre with no rush)Then v both went since afternoon time no rush we took balcony seats.. Luck favoured us. It was couple seats. And just 2-3 lovers in the. I realize I'm being raped but I can't do anything else then look at the pictures of me on the screen. I feel hands sliding over my ass, my thighs, my stomach, my breasts. But it seems like I'm paralyzed by the images of me before my eyes. Someone has unbuttoned my jeans and I feel it slide down my legs. My blouse is also pulled down and I feel loads of hands exploring my body. I feel how my underwear is also stripped from my body, but I don't seem to realize what's going on.My colleagues stop. I opened my eyes and there stood a sort of handsome man about 45 years old with greying temples, wearing a white tee shirt and khaki shorts and no shoes. “This is my beach and you have to leave,” he said with a nasty voice.“Who died and made you the bloody King?” I replied sarcastically.The man was standing at my feet and was looking up at my crotch. “You’ve never seen one before?” I said.“That’s my house and this is my beach,” he barked.“You don’t own the beach,” I replied.“And you are naked.